Saturday, 9 July 2016

So who now speaks
With tongue of angels
When brass trumpets
Sound the tune?

Sayest thou TRUMPET?
Nay!
Say TRUMP!

Dire and portentous
Warnings Trumpet
Through the shivering
Aether contaminating
Thought and souls

Of the "common" people...
But do we listen?

We shiver and grimace
And feel superior
Is it no so?

My brothers and sisters
Of the evolved soul...

We sniff and stare
Down our well-bred snouts
Even as the Brassy Creature
Pouts-mouths indignation
Drains the abscess of rage;
Mines rich veins of fear
And blue-collar pain.
Digging deep to gain
A few more votes
To win the Nation.

We laugh and peer
Through the rarified air
Of our Ivory Tower
At the teeming weeds
Determined to flower
As the Upstart Creep
Greedily grasps at power...

We laugh, and laugh
Sure the right will prevail;
We laugh knowing
The foolish multitude
Will follow-swallow;

Nibbling at the democratic

Carrot-creed, even
As we brandish
The ignorance-stick...

Oh we laugh,

We joke
We poke

Derisive fingers
At the well-crafted

Colourful Clown
Designed to catch-detach
Our silly sheep

From our rational

Sensible lead,...

We laugh and I remember
German intelligentsia
Laughing at another jester:
Short and bug-eyed
(Liebeling! Have you ever
seen such HAIR?)
Leaping and screeching
And spitting poison and despair.

We laugh

And I remember
German intellectuals
With a superior sneer
Smirking at an hysterical
Fool and a wagging finger,
With full faith in the good sense
Of the German People...

So laugh,

And write

An erudite account
Of why such Demagogues
Must fail
Will fail
Need fail.

Laugh,

As we polish
A well-turned phrase,
And our complacent leaders
Laugh on their way
To the bank;
As others once laughed
On their way to
The camp.